As soon as you enter the gate, it suddenly opens up.

The windows are bright, the shelves should have been specially designed, and the weapons on display are sparkling under the backdrop of multiple beams, and they look plain.

There are also special wooden puppet models for various armors. There are even a few wooden horses, complete with harness, and majestic.

Wang Qing casually pulled out a long sword on the display shelf.

The brow is furrowed, it is too gorgeous.

The scabbard of shark skin, slightly greenish. Gold and silver trimming, graceful and luxurious.

On the hilt of the sword, gold and silver threads are mixed with good silk threads to wrap around the sword grip, and the beautiful jade pearl is inlaid with the sword grid.

Wang Qing tried to shake it, but it didn't feel good.

Not to mention the hilt of the Guiyang wood of the Broken Star, even the Kunlun longsword used at the earliest time is not as good.

Cang Langlang pulled out his long sword, his brows furrowed even deeper.

The body of the sword was frosted, and the back of the sword was covered with unclear runes.

Wang Qing himself is proficient in runes, steel is a bad conductor of aura, and there is no one who directly carves runes on steel, at least he has to get some spiritual materials to assist.

Besides, Wang Qing didn't even know any of them.

This is the hell, the runes first originated from the innate Dao patterns that were born and raised, and were later combined with the earliest words by the sages to gradually sort out a set of runes. However, this font is too complicated, and in the eyes of outsiders, it is a ghost drawing symbol, and it is slowly called a rune.

But in the eyes of an expert in drawing runes like Wang Qing, runes are composed of runes. Even if you don't know the runes, you can guess by looking at the runes.

Bending his fingers to flick the sword body, this is a habit that Wang Qing has developed since he used the broken star. The sword sound of the broken star is clear and transparent, comparable to a musical instrument, and every time I finish practicing the sword, I have a sword sound, which is so enjoyable.

Without contrast, there is no harm. The sound of the sword was like a broken gong, mixed with a cacophony of piercing sounds.

"Sir, good eye, this is the best-selling product in my store, the Golden Silk Demon Sword. Successful people must be of high quality, the perfect combination of temperament and strength......"

The shopping guide was enthusiastically selling, and suddenly an eerie voice sounded.

"Stinky boy, are you here to smash my mother's business?"

The shopping guide was startled and hurriedly turned around.

"The hostess..."

The mother waved her hand, and the shopping guide hurriedly ran away to receive the other guests.

"Mom, just this sharp weapon, the packaging is so powerful, you are really not afraid of smashing the signboard."

The mother twisted Wang Qing's ear.

"Say what. The equipment in the game, what grade you can know by looking at the system bar. Do you know how hard it is to do business right now? How to sell without packaging. ”

Wang Qing hurriedly put down his long sword and begged for mercy again and again.

It took a long time to coax my mother to smile.

Wang Qing couldn't help but sigh secretly, doing business is harmful. What about my gentle and virtuous mother? In just one year, she has become a strong woman.

"Why are you willing to come back? Can't get mixed up outside? It's okay, I still have a bookkeeper here. If you don't have a good name, you can also be called a financial director. Really not CFO? ”

What can Wang Qing say, quickly change the topic.

"Mom, I'm hungry. I want to eat dumplings, fennel filling. ”

This time finally poked at the mother's key hole.

"Okay, okay, Mom will buy you vegetables, and we'll pack it in a while."

After speaking, he didn't go back out of the store, leaving only the clerk of the store looking at Wang Qing in amazement.

"Look, this is my store, that's my mother. I want to deduct the bonus. ”

Wang Qing took out the momentum of the young owner and cleaned up the mess.

"Wow! You are Kunlun's senior brother Wang Qing. Is Xue Lei usually as cold as in the video? Are you and Xue Lei CP? Queen Lan Xue must not have agreed to the pursuit of the wind, right? ......”

Unexpectedly, it's good not to reveal your identity, but this exposure, not only the clerks, but also some customers also surrounded and gossiped.

Wang Qing was helpless, played haha, and escaped into the back hall. It's horrible.

At noon, eating the dumplings made by my mother, a sense of happiness rippled in my heart.

The only fly in the ointment is that my father is not there.

"Mom, where's my dad? Went to the Songjin battlefield again? ”

"Don't mention it, the old immortal, how old he is, and he still fights and kills like a young man. Back to Wudang Mountain, this time is sneaky, and the ghost knows what he is doing. ”

"Mom, you can rest assured, aren't you afraid that he will bring you a small one back?"

The mother slapped Wang Qing on the back of the head and laughed fiercely.

He dared. He ascended to the inner gate and went back to learn martial arts. But you, when will you bring one for me to see? ”

Wang Qing didn't dare to answer, and ate dumplings with his head bored. The angry mother wrung him a few more times.

After the meal, Wang Qing sipped tea and started a homely meal with his mother.

The atmosphere was extremely warm, and it would have been perfect if it weren't for the fact that the mother could turn everything to her girlfriend.

I spent two days at home in peace.

From time to time, he also wears work clothes and makes a cameo appearance as a clerk.

Chatting happily with the people who came and went.

These people's martial arts may not be high, and the level of contact is also low, but their experience is not thin at all.

Wang Qing listened with relish, these are the missing parts of himself.

Unfortunately, quiet times are always short-lived. After just two days of enjoyment, Wang Qing had to say goodbye to his mother.

It's the weekend again, and all kinds of activities are coming.

What's more, it's going to be number one soon, and the next batch of bosses is about to refresh.

Back to the team, I took the rookies to get the Valley of Joy first.

To be honest, he basically doesn't need to bring it anymore. As the player's strength improves, the routine is also understood, and it can be easily handled by a few second-rate masters. But for the sake of team cohesion, Wang Qing and they can still bring it.

The White Tiger Hall is not a big problem. After all, there are only 100 people in each scene, not that the luck is too bad, and it is not so easy to meet the masters.

Wang Qing and his team, except for Xue Lei, whose own strength is slightly weaker, are all masters in the rivers and lakes.

Successfully harvested a few treasure map fragments, and the next dungeon is not far away.

Wang Qing's original dungeon key was basically contributed to the team. The quota was used by Xue Lei as a reward.

He only kept one Tianzi Peak for himself, after all, the potential of this copy was far from being fully developed.

Number one is here in the blink of an eye.

A system notification stirred the rivers and lakes again.

System Notification: This month's field boss has been refreshed, and the upper limit of strength is first-class, so players are requested to go to the crusade according to their ability.

Wang Qing and Xue Lei looked at the system notification and said secretly.

This time I won't name names, who knows what grade I can brush out. The uneven strength of the boss will inevitably cause other changes.

The two didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and mobilized some available forces to search for the boss refresh points in Western Xia.

After the last time Tangmen made a fuss, now everyone doesn't dare to easily step out of the country to fight the boss.

Let's make sure that the one on the side of your mouth is safe to eat.

Don't look at Kunlun's sparsely populated population, but after all, it is a land snake that has accumulated years, and the information is quickly summarized.

Wang Qing looked at the photos taken by the people below him and became worried.

This one uses a knife, the other uses a sword, the weapon is ordinary, the dress is ordinary, and the ghost knows it.

I don't know anything about it, but if you play hard, there are too many variables.

Wang Qing turned the photo into a portrait that NPCs could see, and got up and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion.

I hope Uncle Daolin, a jack of all trades, isn't blowing it.